LET’S GET READY TO RUMBLE…
Book Series: Demon Blade (from the Nocturne line)
Job: Unofficial paladin. Teaches at a friend’s martial arts gym on the side.
Hair Color: a dark, nutty brown
Eye Color: blue-grey
From: Albuquerque, NM
Significant Other: Natalie Chambers
Signature Move: A partnership with his demon blade and all that comes with it–and that means always somehow having the right weapon for the moment–whenever, whatever
Kill Highlights: He doesn’t consider them highlights. He does what’s necessary.
Enemies: The demon blade. Anyone who wants the demon blade. Anyone who has a demon blade. Anyone who would hurt anyone else. It’s a busy life…
Favorite Pastime: Running and Tai Chi with Natalie, and other…grounding activities. Yeah. Let’s call it that.
Other Facts: Devin James wields a demon blade. Or does the demon blade wield him? The bond between man and steel is soul deep, the source of Devin’s power and an ever-present torment. Struggling against the evil forged within the blade, Devin patrols the dark streets of Albuquerque, searching for innocents to rescue. The blade enhances his strength, his agility, his ability to heal…and in its search for redemption, it sends him out to fight the battles it craves. It can take the shape of any non-projectile weapon–but like Devin, this blade has never had to face another of its kind. And like Devin, it’s about to…
So Devin needs to stay sharp. What better place than a supernatural smackdown?
Devin James and the Demon Blade
Here’s the thing about me and the blade…at any given time, one of us is just a little bit mad.
Usually it’s the blade, but you never really know.
Anheriel is its name, and it thinks a lot of itself. I suppose it has reason, the little bastard. I didn’t understand its nature when it latched onto my brother, and neither did he. Eventually it drove him to the wild road.
That’s the nice way to say it. Bug-fuck crazy is another. Or just plain evil…take your pick. So when my brother died and the blade moved onto me, I knew what was coming.
I’m fighting it, let’s put it that way.
But damn, the thing comes in handy, too. How could it not? Yeah, it goes looking for trouble. That’s its whole gig. Elemental spirit trapped in a blade and turned into living metal, now on a search for redemption. So yeah, it can take the form of whatever bladed weapon it wants. Anheriel hangs out as a pocket knife most of the time, but if someone calls up the asshole factor, they’re gonna be looking at a specialty tactical blade–agate handle, sweet sharp blade, strong cut-back…deadly.
I told you it thinks a lot of itself.
Now and then it has an excuse to show up as a saber. It likes that. Things never end well for the other guy when that happens.
They never end well for the blade wielder, either. Not in the long run. A demon blade needs a human to get the job done–the looking for trouble, the resolving it. The redemption. But the damned things can’t help but be what they are–insidious, devious darkness. So they get into a wielder’s head…into his soul. They use up wielders and throw them away, hunting for the one who’ll be strong enough to hold fast. Because it’s always there–that little whisper, that little suggestion to go too far. To take advantage of the strengths it provides. Because unless the bad guy has a blade, he won’t be faster than I am. Simple truth, that. And if he hurts me, I’m not staying down. Healing fast is a bitch and I pay the price, but I can take a licking and come back for more. And the way the blade cleans up the scene…it’s so easy to take that one step too far. To go from stopping trouble to being the trouble.
That’s okay. As it turns out, I intend to be the one who’s strong enough–maybe the first one. And I’ve already gotten this far.
So what am I doing here? You’d think I’d have enough of this kind of thing. But one thing I’ve learned from Natalie is this: If I’m going to fight this bastard of a blade, I’ve got to get in its face. I don’t wait for it to come to me with its trouble–not any longer. I go looking. And I make my own choices. And this little gathering…hell, yeah, it’ll keep that demon busy.
Hear that, Anheriel? Bring it on.
Doranna responded to all early injunctions to “put down that book/notebook and go outside to play” by climbing trees to read & write. Such quirkiness of spirit has led to an eclectic publishing journey, spanning genres over 30 novels to include mystery, SF/F, action-romance, paranormal, franchise, and a slew of essays and short stories.
But after all that, mostly she still prefers to hang around outside her New Mexico mountain home with the animals, riding dressage on her Lipizzan and training for performance sports with the dogs. She doesn’t believe so much in mastering the beast within, but in channeling its power. For good or bad has yet to be decided…
Dun Lady’s Jess, Doranna’s first published fantasy novel, received the 1995 Compton Crook/Stephen Tall award for the best first book in the fantasy, science fiction, and horror genres. When she’s not writing, Doranna builds web pages, including this one.
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Available May 7, 2013 from Harlequin
About this Book:
Their passion threatens her life and his tortured soul.?Devin James wields a demon blade. Or does the demon blade wield him? The bond between man and steel is soul deep, the source of Devin’s power and an ever-present torment. Struggling against the evil forged within the blade, Devin patrols the dark streets of Albuquerque, searching for innocents to rescue. That’s how he finds Natalie Chambers?.
Natalie is sure that helping Devin is another in a long series of very bad decisions, but she can’t abandon the man who saved her life—a man who believes that the demon blade might turn him into a monster. And she is powerless to resist their fierce attraction.
Love is their only chance at salvation. Can they now find the courage to take that chance? And can they keep the blade from the man who would destroy them both?
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